
Yes, that's right everyone...my face is the true face of evil!
Why? Well, because I MAY (I am not admitting anything here), have chewed Mom's cell phone...again. For the fourth time in six months.
As some of you may remember, I destroyed Mom's original Tmobile cell phone some months ago, and she was forced to get another one after multiple complaints that people couldn't hear Mom when she called them (personally, I am not sure why anyone needs to HEAR Mom, isn't email an acceptable form of communication these days?).
The very night that Mom replaced her cell phone, I chewed the new one. But Mom decided to keep the new (now new and chewed, better than ever, really), cell since I had only damaged the body of the phone, not the screen or speaker or mic.
A few weeks later, I chewed the phone again, causing only cosmetic damage.
But, a few days ago, I again chewed Mom's phone and now, it not only can't stay on for more than 10 minutes at a time, but it also does not ring when

someone calls (it does still light up though!).
Some of you, I am sure, are currently thinking to yourselves "Mom needs to put her cell phone where Jemima can't reach it". But, in all fairness to Mom, she always does. This last time she put it on top of a five foot tall book shelf, and I still got to it (I use my powers of suggestion and snuggles to make Netty knock the phone down for me whenever Mom is silly enough to leave both me and the phone in the house unattended).
That is why my face is truly the face of evil!
Love,
Jemima Jones Beck